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Saturday, 30 April 2016

The clicks froze me back in time,Stuck in a moment for eternity.A spiteful look crosses me as I see me,The glued smile, the bottomless black pool,Scream from their pixelated cages.They do not ask for their freedomNo, they are not so ambitiousNevertheless they ask for some mobilitySome escape from such rigidity,My devilish twin summons for a gasp of air.I am gazing into my own death it seems,A death of emotionsA death of expressionsNo mourners, no,no shoulders to cry onThis death is a secret affairMe and my twin are the sole witnesses, sole victims and sole convicts.No, no tear is shredBut smiles do come'How expressive' a voice proclaimsIrony bites hard into my skinThe pain bleeds, it bleeds red with a tinge of green.The devilish one is exempted.It is then I realizeI am the grim reaper I am the mournerAnd I am the guilty.

Monday, 18 April 2016

I see my old photographs and stare blankly at the image in front of me. Of all the emotions that remain highly coiled inside my being, some lose up a little, just a sliver is what remains of me in those pictures. An out of context portion of me that I dare not call me.

I repeat words all too often, I repeat them to the extent that they come lose out of their meaning.
Semantic satiation it's called.
If only along with the words their physical manifestations could also be numbed.
If only saying pain a dozen times
Could somehow make you immune to pain.

SHIT WHO!!

Regular teen looking for specks of sunshine in all nooks and crannies but dont think I am an optimist, I safely call myself a skeptic disguised as an optimist!!. I am timid,gawky,shy at times actually most of the times also I am Aimlessly aimless and a vivid imaginer who is dreaming her life away. Shit zoo is my personal space where i get to paint my ideas in shades I prefer and leave behind traces of my jaded mind.